Against the Moon

1997 Steven Sellors, Grand Bay NB, Canada

 

From a Master of the Irreverent comes another heartwarmer and a great song to sing in life's many changes, to remind us why we hung on so long in the first place. This one, he told me, had little bits and pieces of his friends in it. For another lovely version, Anne Dodson (Esteemed Producer) has also recorded this song on Against the Moon on Beech Hill Music.

 

Gordon 12-string guitar

 

I hear the thunder, its tender noise

I'm standing under the moving skies

 

I will not be bothered by this world when it's gone

I will not be bothered by this world when it's gone

 

The rain is falling on fields of stone

A hunger's calling to beasts of bone

 

The birds are waking in time to flee

The winter taking their greening tree

 

The sea is rushing away too soon

The tide is pushing against the moon

 

The day is turning and looking back

At sunset burning the sky to black

 

This season's dimming is nature's will

The world is brimming with beauty still

 

I love the thunder

 

 

Against the Moon is recorded on the album Dear To Our Island